Client emailed at 4pm saying the deadline moved up to tomorrow morning. Not next week like they said 2 weeks ago. Just tomorrow.
So that’s the whole evening gone. No dinner really, just reheated rice while I redid three invoices and the first draft. Didn’t even get the guitar case open, it’s still sitting by the door from yesterday.
Thought I was finally getting into a decent rhythm too. Went to bed on time 4 nights in a row last week (the kind where you actually sleep through, not just lying there), ate lunch away from the desk twice. Felt like something.
Now I’m back to the laptop glow at midnight and my back is doing that thing again where I can feel the chair in my spine. The moving boxes are still half taped in the corner, just sitting there.
Not even mad about it really. Just tired of how fast a little momentum gets yanked out from under me the second a client changes their mind.